In 1979, Basu Chatterjee made Baaton Baaton Mein and unobtrusively brought to us the dating and courtship rituals of a community that was till then either caricatured or just overlooked in Hindi cinema. Nancy Perreira and Tony Braganza…
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Matriarchal manipulation in a patriarchal world is depicted unsparingly in Usha Priyamwada’s Pachpan Khambe Laal Deewarein (Now playing on Prasar Bharti). The mother resentful of her lecturer daughter’s comfortable life in her college residence because the younger daughters…
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“Start with hope..always start with hope. We went from being a shitty team to become one of the biggest dynasties in the sport and all it needed was one match to light this fire,” says Michael Jordan at…
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In 1947, my grandparents brought three children and the remains of an uprooted life from Pakistan to India in a train. One of those children was my mother. I grew up hearing a lot of stories about the…
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Three documentaries streaming right now show the ultimate culmination of the Bois Locker Room culture. And what happens when one gender is taught to mistrust its instincts of self-preservation and the other does not even learn something as…
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In Sudip Sharma’s Paatal Lok (Now streaming on Amazon. Co written by Sharma, Sagar Haveli, Hardik Mehta and Gunjit Chopra. Directed by Avinash Arun and Prosit Roy), India’s disowned inhabit the headlines we turn away from. A young…
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You can’t unmake or remake .. or break her.. because she picked her scattered bones from the womb of the earth, from thirsty sands and ocean pits and glued them to her soul with warm blood, hot tears, sweat and sticky hope.. and built herself limb by limb from a faint heart beat, a fading pulse. You can’t because she […]
I am walking on the rain soaked earth, drizzling clouds falling upon me, all I feel, are your last words digging through, My feet walking me into the moisture laden air, While the heart is on its way into the past , losing itself to the memory of joy, Every step in the sparkle of […]
If we are not capable of loving and forgiving ourselves, we can be no good to others. And then.. Some moments turn very plain and very dark, And then.. your thoughts just hang like stars on this blanket of sadness.. that is the sky.
Have you pondered a sudden unexpected end? Nothing is unchanged. The clothes lie in the same wardrobe, those socks are in the dryer, the book they were reading is still lying with the bookmark on page 259. That shirt on the door smells of their perfume. But no person to turn the page, wear […]
The wings of the wind, whisper words withered at the corners, while flying from your side of the ocean to mine, But they drown in the noise, and I try to find the broken shards of your words, but there are none.. When we were together , we watched our hearts dance in the frenzied […]
Pain seeps in Deep.. Deeper in us Hopes break trust shakes faith dwindles..fades Life is not mathematics The calculations fail us Logic fails us.. Thoughts crumble Success..the craving for it… fades Don’t sulk at the truth When you face it There will be resurgence Fake hopes glitter for a while But truth prevails And if you deny not, to […]
Relationships, too bitter, at times too hasty, Like a pinch of salt, Sometimes like a shot in a glass, burning your insides, Snapping into pieces, even before the rust sets in, Black like a coal from within, pearl white from the outside, Throbbing like a painful nerve, pumping memories dusty, Like the breathless floods, that […]
Muscles and bones Ache and groan The injury, forgotten The pain remembered Actions and gestures Tears and bonds The gaps, monumental The memories remain Torn with concern Anguish and sympathy Whom do I hurt for? The one who is distressed physically Or the one who doesn’t even know?
Only disasters so far, I don’t know what comes after. I never saw much light at the end of the mistrust. But there is hope Because I do not give up and won’t be defeated forever. The needle prick of pain is just skin deep It may hurt Or just may bring me back to […]
I quietly play the soulful music and talk to the silent chords, my heart plays. But there is a music in distress too, that just doesn’t die. Even when there is peace, I can see so many pieces within. Whether you come or not, my soulful symphony will go on. I can’t stop the dance, […]
I see a 15 or 16-year-old adolescent. I observe her facial features – droopy, flickering eyes, her body language – waving, abrupt gestures while laughing, legs in careless disarray while sitting, and her speech – impulsive and uncertain, at times ignorantly rude. I observe her clothing – undersized. Glaring pink and orange top paired with […]
Imagination is for things That are not. Either just not there Or were had and lost. So fantasy or pain of loss. Tolkiens have exclusive rights To the former While mine is a larger group Called the romantics. Membership demands are Very democratic. All you need are problems Of personality and Some masochism: no proof […]